Friday, December 07, 2007


Attention family.
It seems we love all y'all too damn much (oh yea, haven't been in London at all. Actually Louisiana. Forgot to mention that) because the huge suitcaseS we just packed?
Half full of presents for you.

Craig would argue that it's just a sickness that I have. This present buying obsession. But I blame all of YOU.

Thursday, December 06, 2007

No turning back now ...

In 45 minutes I finish work.
I have 5 weeks leave and everyone looks at me a little askance when I tell them, but I had it arranged before I started! And they didn't HAVE to hire me!
Ach. It's frustrating.

Tomorrow I have a million and one things to do, including a massive repack. Oh that will be so so so much fun.

I really didn't plan this final week out too well. While the Pantomime last night was amazing (just fabulous boys and gels) and the concert tonight I'm sure will be equally fab, I just think that really I could have used an extra evening or two at home in the final run ... I can't think about it anymore. My head hurts just a little.

Why did I start this again? Oh right. To say that, as of tomorrow, we are on holiday!
In the evening we fly out to Hong Kong!! We haven't been before and oh, I am excited.
We arrive in Auckland on the 12th December (New Zealand!!) and then Wellington on the 20th December.

A week or so ago, I mentioned to Craig how it was disappointing that we leave London just as we hit our 6 month anniversary of arriving. It seems so soon to be abandoning it, even if it is only for a month.
Thinking about it, we left Wellington on the 1st of May. Which means that when I get back, it will have been 8 months since I left.

I almost hope that it has changed just a little ...

p.s. Is it strange that I'm really looking forward to coming back to London already? I hope it snows for us.

p.p.s. Please blame this entry on two cans of Red Bull. My fingers feel all twitchy!

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

It's the Post Script that amuses me most. Hee.

This morning I received an email from my sister :

So, the other night i had an odd dream...
You had killed Craig, and had been arrested in London, and we weren't allowed to see you anymore. While i woke up upset that i couldn't see you anymore, i was also concerned for Craig's well being ...
You may want to warn him ... or turn yourself into the coppers.

i found a tiny, tiny strawberry